On February 25, 1852, a company called the French Intercity Railway was quietly founded.

At the same time, the French Minister of Railways, Baroche, also made a high-profile announcement that the main trunk line of the French Railway was almost completed, the basic line was almost completed, and the secondary line was under intense preparation, and the plan was likely to begin in 1853.

Baroshe's words were a real stir for the middle class and bourgeois, who had tasted the profits of the railways, and began to follow the secondary lines in a hurry, and in their eyes, the railways were not intended to be the most profitable business of the era.

But how do they know that the secondary railway is a loss-making project at all, and to the extreme, the construction of the railway itself is a loss-making business.

If they are to be funded, the Ministry of Railways will probably have to think about whether they can afford to withstand the riots caused by market risks.

As a result, the bonds of the secondary railway were transferred to the Gault bankers entrenched in the Banque de France, who then transported the loss-making shares to the Frankfurt Stock Exchange and the Brussels Stock Exchange in the form of packaging and listing, which was equivalent to Frankfurt and Brussels taking the risk for the construction of the French railway.

When the secondary railway risk explodes, when Frankfurt V Brussels is about to usher in the 19th-century version of "Black Friday".

Jérôme. Bonaparte had a rough estimate of the power of the railway financial bomb, and the Frankfurt Stock Exchange and the Brussels Stock Exchange would have to shed a layer of skin even if they were to escape.

Jérôme who planted a bomb in Germany. Bonaparte, in order to prevent others from digging their own holes with this trick, Jérôme. Bonaparte also secretly contacted a group of leading figures in Saint-Simon's economics, and with their help (most of the work was done by them), a set of financial supervision mechanisms with administrative instructions as the main body was achieved.

The inspection team of this regulatory mechanism is mainly responsible for reviewing black money in the financial market, as well as the transfer of assets under the license.

Jérôme, so to speak. Bonaparte's intensified financial regulatory policies in the 1850s, coupled with circuit breakers, were enough to prevent the vast majority of financial crises from nipped in the bud.

If it weren't for the times not allowing, Jérôme. Bonaparte even wanted to put together the operation of the financial real-name system.

In the end, I was persuaded by the scholars of the Saint-Simon School of Economics, and sometimes it was easy to get the egg if the step was too big.

Even so, Jérôme. Bonaparte was inevitably scolded as a tyrant behind his back by some bankers.

Many of the little bourgeois of the middle class were very interested in Jérôme. Bonaparte's regulatory system is also quite complaining, well, the scars forget the pain, they think Jérôme. Bonaparte's move was to prevent them from making profits in the capital markets.

The younger bourgeois projected all their antipathy to the dictatorship onto the regulatory system, and it was only when the financial crisis erupted that they discovered the merits of the financial markets under the control of administrative orders.

March 3, 1852

Jérôme wakes up early in the morning from his sleep. Bonaparte got up as usual and opened the window.

A gentle spring breeze blows in Jérôme. Bonaparte's face blew away Jérôme. Bonaparte's sleepiness.

From the middle of February to the present, the temperature in Paris has gradually risen, and the spring breeze has swept away the last chill in Paris, making the city once again exude a scene of competition and vitality, and many nobles and bourgeois who left Paris for the winter in the southwest of France have also returned to Paris one after another, and Paris has gradually woken up.

On this day, Cavour, who had been in Paris for more than half a month, set off to return to Sardinia.

"Knock knock!"

The familiar knock came from the door, and Jérôme. Bonaparte stretched out, finished reading, and said lightly, "Please come in." ”

The door slowly opened, and Jérôme. There was a look of surprise on Bonaparte's face.

It turned out that it was not Mocal who was standing at the door, but "Vilnia", who had not been seen for a long time.

"What's wrong? Surprised! There was a hint of smugness in Vilnia's words.

"A little!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, his expression returning to his original indifference.

Damn it!

Vilnia looked at the guy in front of her, and a nameless fire poured into her heart.

If he hadn't been the emperor, he would have to repair him fiercely.

Thirteen-year-old Vilna is not short of imagination, and her mind simulates countless repairs to Jérôme. Scenes from Bonaparte.

But there is no way to truly restore these scenes.

"What? Are you ready to say goodbye to me? "Jérôme. Bonaparte said again to Vernia.

"Of course not!" Vilnia's two tiger teeth rubbed against each other.

If she could, she would love to bite this guy hard?

"Oh!" Jérôme. Bonaparte only replied lightly, and then changed his pajamas in the bedroom as if no one was around.

Vilnia, standing in the doorway, stared intently at Jérôme. Bonaparte, she didn't seem ready to shy away.

Stay until Jérôme. After Bonaparte changed all his clothes, Vilna subconsciously blurted out: "The capital is very sufficient!" ”

Then, knowing that she was speechless, she covered her mouth with her hand slightly.

"Hmmm! I think so too! "Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded in response to Vilnia.

Immediately afterwards, Jérôme. Bonaparte walked slowly in front of Vilnia, looking at the beige place in front of him and wearing a feather ornament, he slowly stretched out his face to Vilnia's milk-white face.

Just in Vilnia thought Jérôme. Bonaparte was about to touch his face when Jérôme. Bonaparte flicked Vilnia's forehead with lightning speed.

The sudden attack forced Vilnia to cover her forehead with her hand to prevent Jérôme. Bonaparte attacked again.

"Get out of the way!" Jérôme. Bonaparte left the bedroom through the gap left by Vilnia.

"Give this young lady a copy too!" Jérôme sitting on the main seat. Bonaparte pointed with a steel fork at Vilnia, which seemed to be sulking.

"Don't worry about it!" Vilnia vs. Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

"Then you don't need to!" Jérôme. Once again, Bonaparte played into the nature of "steel".

In the whole of France, only others accommodated him, and he never accommodated others.

Well-fed and well-fed Jérôme. Bonaparte and Vernia, who had not eaten at all, left the dining room and went to the study.

"Sit!" Jérôme. Bonaparte invited Vilna to sit down, and with his hands crossed in front of his chest, he solemnly asked: "Madame Vilnia, have you considered it?" ”

"What considerations?" Vilnia asked Jérôme. Bonaparte.

"Are you going to leave with Cavour, or do you do what I ask!" Jérôme. Bonaparte's tone revealed a condescending momentum.

"I ......," Vilnia was silent again.

"I told you, I need someone who can help me! Not an embroidered pillow, a tool just for venting! "Jérôme. Bonaparte said: "Your appearance does make my heart move, but I like more people who can really help me." ”

"Those of your men? Won't they be able to help you? Vilnia asked, confused.

"In some cases, women are safer than men!" Jérôme. Bonaparte said to Vilnia.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?" On the spur of the moment, Vilnia couldn't help but come out.

"You?" Jérôme. Bonaparte looked at Vilna again, and he put away his smile and replied with a cold attitude: "If you are not afraid of one day stumbling down the Seine, you can try!" For an ethereal dream, destroy the rest of your life. ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte naturally knew the identity of Vilnia, in order to intimidate Vilnya Jérôme. Once again, Bonaparte said to her: "I have heard that in the old East there was a punishment for making a statement, which put a piece of paper on the cotton cloth of a person. The weight of a piece of paper is indeed light, and then it pours this piece of paper with water. The paper will stick tightly to the face because of whom. It won't be long before the prisoner's breathing becomes increasingly difficult. [Vilnia is terrified] They will desperately try to blow the paper off their faces, but it will be useless? The feeling of suffocation will intensify over time, and every second you will feel that death is creeping in, and there is really nothing you can do. At that time, the executioner will repeat the same trick and stick a moist piece of paper on his face. Despair will flood your heart, and you will be afraid to die.

When they find out that you are dying, they will take your paper down with care.

And then the cycle makes you feel hopeless, and believe me that no one can withstand the process of going from despair to hope and then to despair over and over again......"

"The Devil...... You are the devil...... "Vernia, who was only thirteen years old, was clearly not able to accept Jérôme. The torture in Bonaparte's mouth, she pointed at Jérôme with tears in her eyes. Bonaparte choked.

"That's right! I am the devil! "Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded directly and admitted: "This world is also a world made of devils, and only powerful devils can control this country full of little devils!" ”

Once again, Vernia was logically replaced by Jérôme. Bonaparte gassed away.

After a while, the Prime Minister of Sardinia, Cavour, appeared in Jérôme. Bonaparte's office he was coming to Jérôme. Bonaparte resigned.

"Hmm!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded and said to Cavour: "I hope that the Kingdom of Sardinia and the French Empire will cooperate more closely in the future!" Also, I'm very satisfied with your gift! ”

A look of surprise flashed in Cavour's eyes, he had never expected Jerome. Bonaparte did so quickly, after all, he was just a 13-year-old!

Cavour had some contempt for Jérôme in his heart. Bonaparte, in a vain attempt to stand on the moral high ground to criticize Jérôme. Bonaparte.

Cavour had forgotten that it was his decision that led Vilnia to the Tuileries Palace.

"Then I'm relieved! Have a great experience! Cavour smiled at Jérôme. Bonaparte responded, rejoicing that Vilna had entered the Tuileries Palace.

After Cavour left, Vilnia reappeared in the study.

"Huh? I thought you had returned with Cavour! "Jérôme. Bonaparte again showed a nonchalant attitude.

This time Vilnia does not seem to have been beaten by Jérôme. Bonaparte was stimulated, and had already wiped away her tears as she steadfastly addressed Jérôme. Bonaparte said, "Your Majesty, I beg to stay with you and study!" ”

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